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Selected Poems from the Divani Shamsi Tabriz Edited and Translated by R. A. Nicholson Ist published in 1898
I. If thou art Love's lover1 "If thou art Love's lover" "Love, implying loss of self- hood and by that means perfect union with the divine Beloved, is the living rock on which all mysticism is based. and seekest Love, Take a keen poniard and cut the throat of bashfulness2 "Bashfulness" (Haya') "cf. the hadis: "Alhaya' yamnao' al imana". Shame hinders faith, and Redhouse's Masnavi, p. 115: Husamu'ddin having publicly spoken in praise of certain individuals who bore an extremely bad character. . . complaint was made to Jalal, who confirmed what Husam had said, and remarked: "God looks only to man's heart. Those seemingly lewd fellows are really God-loving saints." Cf. also: Since you are moved by feelings of shame and honour, you must become manifest, like Majnun; One concealed as He is will never be found by concealement (continence). (T. 93. 1). (note): Cf. The hadis: I do not look at your outward forms, but only at your hearts." . Know that reputation is a great hindrance in the path3 "path" "the Sufi path (tariqa') whereby the pilgrim arrives at the true knowledge of God."; This saying4 "saying" (hadis') "I have not been able to discover any tradition to this effect. Possibly the word is used here, as often, in a non-technical sense." is disinterested: receive it with pure mind5 "with pure mind " "sincerely, without prejudice.". Wherefore did that madman6 "madman" "literally, possessed by the jinn. Majnun is the Orlando Furioso of eastern romance; in Persia the love of Majnun and Laila has long been a brilliant theme for poetry: mention may be made here of the masnavis by Nizami, Jami, and Hatifi. Majnun represents the soul seeking union with God, who is the Beloved par excellence." work madness in a thousand forms, That chosen wild one7 "wild one" "Orientals regard lunacy as a special mark of divine favour." display a thousand wiles? Now he rent robe, and now sped o'er mountain, Now sipped poison8 "sipped poison" " suffered the agony of separation from his Beloved. Cf. Hafiz (I. 256. 2): sipped the poison of separation.", and now chose death9 "chose death" " (fana')- self-annihilation which is attained by absorption in the glory of the Creator and by contemplation of the Truth' ("Kitabu tta rifat"), to die spiritually, so far as the senses are concerned, during life' (Juan de la Cruz). See Whinfield's "Masnavi," p. xxvi seq., with the passages there referred to, De Sacy's "Pendnameh," p. liv, "Gulshani Raz," 334 seq., with Lahiji's commentary, and cf. also Koran II. 88: Desire death if ye are sincere, and the hadis: Die before ye die'." . Since the spider10 "spider" "This may allude to an incident in the Prophet's flight from Mecca, when a spider spun its web across the mouth of a cavern where he had taken refuge, and thus caused his enemies to abandon their pursuit. Attar says ("Mantiqu'ttair," 14): He providentially gave a snare to the spider, And therein rendered the Prince of the world secure." seized prey so large, Behold what the snare of My Lord the Supreme11 "My Lord the Supreme" These words do not occur in the Kor'an, but were probably suggested by Pharaoh's boast (Kor. LXXIX. 24). One of the Bah's titles was Hathrat-e Rabeya' Ala' (Browne's "Episode of the Bab", Vol. II. P. 229)." will do! Since the love of Laila's face had such value,
How will it be12 "How will it be with" " what is earthly beauty compared with immediate vision of God? Kor. XVII. 1. A full description and mystical interpretation of Mohammad's night-journey to heaven is quoted from Abu Ali Ibn Sina (Avicenna) in the "Dabistan," Vol. III. P. 177 seq. The second foot in this line is - - - instead of - - - -, and as a general rule, for two short syllables occurring together, even if they do not belong to the same foot, one long syllable may be substituted. Cf. Note on XI. 10." with "He took His servant by night"? Hast thou not seen the divans13 "Divans" Arabic broken plural of divan, which is the name usually given to a collection of short poems, e.g. ghazals and qasidas. As it seems unlikely that Waisa and Ramin formed the subject of any such collection, the term must be extended to include the masnavis bearing this title by Nizami Aruzi of Samarcand and Fakhruddin Jurjani, both of whom flourished under the Seljuqs. The former was a pupil of Mu'izzi and one of the poets at Sultan Sanjar's court (479-552 A.H.)." of Waisa and Ramin?' Hast thou not read the tales of Wamiq14 "Wamiq" "(lover) and Adra (virgin) are the hero and heroine of the oldest poetical romance in Persian literature, by Unsuri (died 431 A.H.), which, like that of Waisa and Ramin, is said to have appeared in Pahlavi, under the Sassanians, and to have been subsequently lost." and Adra? Thou gatherest up thy garment lest the water should wet it: Needs must thou plunge15 "plunge" "patiendum est. For this form see Platts, Persian Grammar, 'Part I. Section 95." a thousand times in the sea16 "plunge a thousand times in the sea" " wash away every stain of self' in the ocean of divine love.". Love's way is all lowliness17 "lowliness" "self abasement, according to the proverb: Humility exalts a man.' " and drunkenness: For the torrent runs down: how should it run upward? Thou wilt be as the bezel in the ring of lovers18 "Thou wilt be as the bezel in the ring of lovers" "among spiritual disciples you will attain the highest degree, if you serve him who is highest. The variant do as the bezel in the ring' must be taken as a compound. Translate: If thou art the Bezel-maker's thrall, O master: So we find (T.133.7a): With Thee how should we be afraid of loss, O Thou, who turnest every loss to gain?" If thou art the bezel's thrall19 "thrall" "Omar Khayyam, having declared that Man is the final cause of creation, adds: This circle of the universe resembles a ring; Unquestionably we are the signet engraved on its bezel. (Quatrain 340). Cf. also Hafiz (II. 98. 3): ringleader of the intoxicated.", O master. Even as this earth to the sky is thrall20 "as the body to the spirit is thrall" "in this line may be referred either to God or to the Pir (Director) who is here Shamsi Tabriz, and throughout the Divan it will be found, for the most part, impossible to distinguish between them.", Even as the body to the spirit is thrall. Come, say, what did the earth lose21 "what did the earth lose" " cf. the common phrase it was of no use.' Latin and French have similar idioms (damnum facere and faire une perte)." by this connexion? What kindnesses has not the reason done to the limbs? It behoves not, son, to beat a drum under a quilt; Plant, like brave men, thy banner in the midst of the desert22 "It behoves not, son, to beat a drum under a quilt; Plant, like brave men, thy banner in the midst of the desert."
"goes up. where stayeth night? When the joy of bounty came. Cf. a passage from Browne's "The Modern Traveller" quoted in Rosen's "Masnavi". in Arabic). high and low. What is the desert? This contingent universe. 24. Its cupola covered with shining green tiles is conspicuous from afar. or rather they consider blue and green to be merely varieties of the same colour. Which of these images is ours ? . often see as green (cf.the desert of Absolute Being. Come." are loosed by the intoxication of love.". Garcin de Tassy.. World in world has ta' en Form 's image . From desire of whose face every atom grew articulate ˜ II Our desert hath no bound. When the strings of thy robe25 "robe" "the body. Behold heaven's triumph and Orion's bewilderment!26 "Behold heaven's triumph and Orion's bewilderment!" "When the soul is no longer blinded by sensual desires and affections. 6): My heart is weary of hypocrisy and of the drum under the blanket. To beat a drum under a quilt do not conceal what is perfectly obvious. Hafiz (III. Cf.". Speak thou. Hark with the soul's ear23 "Hark with the soul's ear" "because they would be inaudible to the sensual ear. let me raise my standard at the door of the wine-house. where lagged affliction? I am silent29 "I am silent" "so end a large number of these poems. Desert: "Sahara"-. perhaps owing to some optical peculiarity. This metaphor is a favourite one with our poet. which Orientals. Which is the book of God most High. Our hearts and souls have no rest. Cf." 825 seq.! When the sun28 "sun" "an allusion to Shamsi Tabriz (Shams = sun. 261. rising from lovers' passionate cry." (T. 5. which is purified from high and low27 "purified from high and low" "illimitable. O soul of soul of soul. "La poesie religieuse chez les Persans. it perceives that all phenomena are intoxicated and reeling with the wine of love. 102. 5). "Gulshani Raz." to the sounds innumerable In the hollow of the green dome24 "the green dome" "the sky. 114. p. Speech is only the prelude to silence: true worshipers are breathless with adoration' (cf. transcending Space. in which the phenomenal world is a mirage ("Gulshani Raz. xx. this fleshly dresse' (Henry Vaughan). p." How the world. note). pp. proclaim your love. and is universally celebrated. 843) or the world itself. is troubled By love. Whinfield's "Masnavi"."With this couplet cf. The splendid 'Tekieh' (or monastery) of Mewlawy dervishes (at Konieh) is the first among such buildings in the Turkish Empire. 326).
is thy city of union : How long wilt thou keep in exile this heart forlorn ? I speak no more. what think ? for this tale Is too high for our limited and contingent being.' I said. For our tale is wholly interrupted. O thou that helpest every moment a hundred helpless like me. Bearing the collar of the secret of our Solomon ? What shall I say.' I bared my breast. the King of kings. I Said: . Which is rolling toward our field. Ask of it.Ask not of us. How keep silence. O Cup-bearer. relieve us from its weeping.' I bowed. to the Beloved whose drink is blood. might become still. I showed it the wounds: Give news of me. The heart's home. Are not the seven heavens below the empyrean ? Beyond the empyrean is our revolution. A child sleeps when one sways the cradle. make drunken my languishing eye. ˜ III Yestereve I delivered to a star tidings for thee : 'Present' I said. Mid an air which is the seventh atmosphere. How would it be. ask of it. my heart. but for the sake of averting headache. At the zenith whereof is our Saturn. when every moment Our anguish grows more anguished ? Partridge and falcon alike are flying together Mid the air of our mountain-land . Leave this tale. first to last. 'my service to that moon-like form. What place here for aspirations toward the empyrean and the sky ? Our journey is to the rose-garden of union. . Give my heart-babe milk. . Bear that service to the sun Who maketh hard rocks gold by his burning. if a bird took wing.' I rocked to and fro that the child. the secrets of the heart : For of it thou wilt learn our hidden mystery.When thou seest in the pathway a severed head. if an ear showed itself. Salahu 'lhaq u din will declare to thee The beauty of our Sultan. . Familiar with the tongues of our songsters ? How would it be.
And O reason.˜ IV David said: ' O Lord. The soul which issued forth from the body-my king saith to it : Thou art come even as thou wentest: where are the traces of my benefactions ? . I displayed a mirror-its face the heart. May our hearts fall a prey to the arrow of his glance ! . ˜ V A garden-may its rose be in flower to Resurrection! An idol-may the two worlds be scattered o'er his beauty! The prince of the fair goes proudly forth to the chase at morning . since thou hast no need of us. I was a hidden treasure . how should the mirror be successful ? When you part the straw from the clay. I sought that that treasure of loving kindness and bounty should be revealed. to gain eternal life tread everlastingly the way of death. God said to him: ' O temporal man. you must take a little trouble. make thy head in search and seeking like the water of a stream. its back the world Its back is better than its face-if the face is unknown to thee. without distraction of caller and call. Grape-juice does not turn to wine. what wisdom was there in creating the two worlds ? . 'Tis notorious that copper by alchemy becomes gold : Our copper has been transmuted by this rare alchemy. Jesus sate on an ass for humility's sake : How else should the zephyr ride on the back of an ass ? O spirit. unless it ferment awhile in the jar . the mirror becomes clear. Child. Keep God in remembrance till self is forgotten. Say. That you may be lost in the Called. From God's grace this sun wants no crown or robe : He is cap to a hundred bald men and cloak to ten naked. then. would you have your heart grow bright.' When straw is mixed with clay.
on account of his prayer. The favour of that one. hence in worship I turn toward thee. To thee belongs mercy and intercession for the sin of infidels : As regards me. no heart is left me. is sweeter in mine ear than songs. by the Friend! Who thirsts for our blood-may God befriend him! My body is like the moon which is melting for love. . thou art chief and principal of the stony hearted. Saying. If a hidden treasure should set before me all that is. I No peace. ˜ VI O thou who art my soul's comfort in the season of sorrow. who brings glad tidings of thee. If a never-ceasing bounty should offer kingdoms. that which the understanding has not seen. My heart like Zuhra's lute-may its strings be broken Look not on the moon's waning nor on Zuhra's broken state. O lord. By thy grace I keep fixed on eternity my amorous gaze. the pomps that perish lead me astray. O thou who art my spirit's treasure in the bitterness of dearth ! That which the imagination has not conceived.with intoxication by his message! I broke an ascetic's door. O king. in spite of these two unpleasants may there be eternal spring ! For these two unpleasants subsist by the four elements May the subsistence of thy servants depend on something other than these four. . In the prostrations of prayer thought of thee. Behold the sweetness of his affliction-may it wax a Thousand fold! What a bride is in the soul! By the reflection of her face May the world be freshened and coloured like the hands of the newly-married ! Look not on the fleshly cheek which corrupts and decays . with a prayer he banned me. Oh. Visiteth my soul from thee.From his eye what messages are passing continually to mine! May my eyes be gladdened and filled . may all thy life be without peace. and the body's world winter. Is necessary and binding on me as the seven verses. Even without thy summons. Except. Look on the spiritual cheek-may it be sweet and agreeable ! The dark body resembles a raven. Go.
the pomps that perish lead me astray. is the time of union. hence in worship I turn toward thee. I would lay my face in the dust. O lord. I would say. for me. Tho' incorporeal. The favour of that one. If a never-ceasing bounty should offer kingdoms. Visiteth my soul from thee. In passion for him not even ( care of) my safety remained. If a hidden treasure should set before me all that is. I would lay my face in the dust. is sweeter in mine ear than songs. Because time. By thy grace I keep fixed on eternity my amorous gaze. Of all these the love of such an one for me! Eternal life. By the help of his grace I am become safe. "Au" cries the street-dog. methinks. Except. hath no place there. ˜ O thou who art my soul's comfort in the season of sorrow. The body. because The unseen king saith to me. Thou art the soul of the world.' The essence of the meaning of " He " has filled my heart and soul. union the clear draught in them . To thee belongs mercy and intercession for the sin of infidels : As regards me. Without thee what does the pain of the vessels avail me? I had twenty thousand desires ere this . for me. who brings glad tidings of thee. Life is the vessels. all my youth comes back to me. he became visible unto me. . Of all these the love of such an one for me! Eternal life. Without thee what does the pain of the vessels avail me? . and neither have I third or second. Even without thy summons. union the clear draught in them . I would bend down with my soul. but when Tabriz You name. that which the understanding has not seen. I aged with his affliction. at the time of union with him. is the time of union. methinks. Because time. thou art chief and principal of the stony hearted. paid no regard to the spirit . hath no place there. In the prostrations of prayer thought of thee. O thou who art my spirit's treasure in the bitterness of dearth ! That which the imagination has not conceived. I would say. Life is the vessels. Is necessary and binding on me as the seven verses.I would bend down with my soul. O king.
The man of God is distraught and bewildered. See the body' s house. The man of God is a king 'neath darvish-cloak. but when Tabriz You name. all my youth comes back to me. because The unseen king saith to me. he became visible unto me. The man of God is a treasure in a ruin. . Find me. The man of God rains pearls without a cloud. The man of God is not of fire and water. O flagon. is the sun In whose track the cloud-like hearts are moving. The man of God is a boundless sea.' The essence of the meaning of " He " has filled my heart and soul. The man of God hath hundred moons and skies. Every house where sunbeams fall from love. paid no regard to the spirit . a voice arrives : W ell done. In passion for him not even ( care of) my safety remained. has returned And brought a fire no water can quench. root and stem.' The face of Shamsi Din. I aged with his affliction. . Tho' incorporeal. which the sky ne'er saw even in dreams. wine! Love's fingers tear up. and see my. The body. When the eye is filled with thought of him. at the time of union with him. soul. ˜ VIII The man of God is drunken without wine. of a sudden It left me and leaped in.I had twenty thousand desires ere this . The man of God is not of air and earth. The man of God has no food or sleep. When my heart saw love's sea. The man of God is full without meat. and bravo. "Au" cries the street-dog. and neither have I third or second. This made drunken and that desolate by the cup of his love. Tabriz's glory. ˜ VII That moon. When the host of the tavern became my heart-mate. My blood turned to wine and my heart to kabab. crying. By the help of his grace I am become safe. Thou art the soul of the world. .
sire. Risen from that sea. let us return. How different a source have the world of dust and the pure substance ! Tho' we came down. therein we all abide . let us haste back-what place is this ? Young fortune is our friend. The morn of blessedness hath dawned. We are bound for heaven: who has a mind to sight-seeing ? We have been in heaven. When the ship wrecks once more is the time of union's attainment. The man of God is not learned from book. The man of God is beyond infidelity and religion. Thither. 'tis the time of eternity's beauty. To the man of God right and wrong are alike. The man of God is made wise by the Truth. Why pass we not beyond these twain ? Our goal is majesty supreme. The billow of largesse hath appeared.The man of God hath hundred suns. Who is this pictured form. we have been friends of the angels. 'Tis the time of favour and largesse. why does wave follow wave from the sea of soul ? 'Tis the time of union's attainment. The man of God is gloriously attended. This thought's radiance is from a cheek like " by the morning bright. are sprung from the sea-the sea of soul . for that is our country. 'tis the ocean of perfect purity. The fountain of these draughts is in your own head and eyes. who is this monarch and this prince ? Who is this aged wisdom ? They are all veils. This gale' s sweet scent is from the curl of his tresses. The remedy against veils is ecstasies like these. Such fortune the moon found-she that is an humble beggar. For why should the vision of that vision transcend thine eye ? Came the billow of " Am I not ?" and wrecked the body's ship . The leader of our caravan is Mustafa. why should the bird make here his home ? Nay . Shamsi Din . We are even higher than heaven and more than the angels . Behold a continual " cleaving of the moon" in our hearts. Else." By his cheek the moon was split: she endured not the sight of him . The man of God has ridden away from Not-being. the thunder of the sea hath arrived. yielding up soul our business. Morn ? No. like waterfowl. Mankind. tis the light of God. . we are pearls in that sea. The man of God is concealed. The man of God do thou seek and find! ˜ IX Every moment the voice of Love is coming from left and right. glory of the world.
for very crude Is the heart ne'er burned in the fire of thy affliction. To thy praise and praisers there is no end : What atom but is reeling with thy praise ? Like that one of whom Nizami tells in verse. O cup-bearer. and that pure head from heaven. since he is no friend of thine. spiritual beauty is very fair and glorious. Deem it perishable. Tyrannies not. That thou mayst know the head depends on that other head ! That original head hidden. Tie up the skin. and this derived head manifest. The vessel of perceptions is straiter than a strait pass. Dust on the head of the soul which is not the dust of thy feet! Blessed to all birds is desire of thee . but ye have two heads . O thou who art years describing spirit. The many pure heads scattered beneath the clay. Forasmuch as behind this world lies the infinite universe.' ˜ X What pearl art thou that none possesseth the price of thee ? What does the world possess that is not thy gift ? Is there a worse punishment than his who lives away from thy face ? Punish not thy servant tho' he is unworthy of thee. and if it have. How happy the king that is mated by thy rook ! How fair company hath he who lacks not thine ! I desire continually to fling heart and soul at thy feet . What king but is a beggar of thee with heart and soul ? ˜ XI O Beloved.In the head itself is nought. . Show one quality that is equal to his essence. fetch wine from our jar . O Shamsi Tabriz. The world has no permanence. because it is unfamiliar with thy permanence. and I said to him : 'Thy light is at once joined with all things and apart from all. for I cannot endure thy tyranny . How unblest the bird that desires thee not! I will not shun thy blow. But thine own beauty and loveliness is another thing. This head of clay is from earth. He that is fallen amid the surge of accidents Escapes not by swimming. From Tabriz-ward shone the Sun of Truth. beauty and glory of the horizons.
how that desire feeds heart and eye ! 'Tis slave-caressing thy love has practised . that the Sweetheart is judge. And think on this. No. Then you became animal: how should this be a secret to you ? Afterwards you were made man. Do not think of the water failing. every deep saying you have heard. This sallow face of mine is from the red rose. A ladder was placed before you that you might escape. since its original is everlasting. no matter. If the form perished. How fat is my grief and how lean my praise! . Since the beauty of my Beloved is beyond description. . Yea. Put grief out of your head and keep quaffing this river water. moon-like.Light waxes in the eye at the imagination of him. If the foe is rejoiced at my sallow face. Oh. But ill presence of his union it is dimmed. for this water is without end. Each reprobate who has burned in this love and fallen in it. faith . what is the very moon 'I for that is the moon's face superlative. Fell into Kausar: for thy love is Kausar. for that is not so. with knowledge. why are you lamenting ? Conceive the Soul as a fountain. the rivers run from it. First you were mineral. and these created things as rivers : While the fountain flows. reason. From the moment you came into the world of being. The heart hath gotten an eye constant in desire of thee. Else. Since neither can cease. Every fair shape you have seen. ˜ XII Every form you see has its archetype in the placeless world . Shamsi Din shone. Every one that is without object is as thy disciple : His object is gained without the semblance of object. its branch gives water continually . from Tabriz . my hand is on my head. Whereas the spring-head is undying. Be not sorrowful. O heart. Be not cast down that it perished . God is most great' is on my heart's lips every moment. That while his pain is more his plaint is less. later you turned to plant. where is the heart worthy of that love ? Every heart that has slept one night in thy air Is like radiant day: thereby the air is illumined. for it is a rule as regards the poor sick wretch. From hope of union my foot comes not to earth : While l am severed from thee. I stand open-mouthed in veneration of that beauty . at this oppression of enemies.
Give ear to this deep saying. The king pays no heed to what lies at his feet. No man's face is ashamed of that clear-faced one. That your drop may become a sea which is a hundred seas of 'Oman. Leave this ' Son. if thou be not false. all images are contained in it . Be not an expectant looker-on in this path . A thorn is the companion of the rose that comes of spring. God lends him wings who is not mounted on the body. They say. ˜ . For it is not ashamed or afraid of telling the truth. By God.' Whoso has not escaped from will. but fare lighter on foot . for love is all that exists . what matter. Set not thy heart on aught else: 'tis only borrowed. What needs the heart's face. Dismiss cares and be utterly clear of heart. Like the face of a mirror without image and picture. And the wine that comes of grape-juice is not free from headache. which is a portion of the dust-pit. if thou lack an earring. which has no dust ? But betwixt the steel and the heart is this difference. while the other is not. Without the dealing of love there is no entrance to the Beloved. behold thyself therein. Renunciation of will. Be drunken ill love. Love's rose-plot hath no aiding from the early spring. you will doubtless become an angel . Set thy heart on sterling coin. After that you are done with this earth: your station is in heaven. What was born of spring dies in autumn. 'Tis love and the lover that live to all eternity. If your body has aged.' say ever' One' with all your soul. When it becomes clear of images. when the soul is young ? ˜ XIII 'Twere better that the spirit which wears not True love as a garment Had not been: its being is hut shame. . there is no death worse than expectancy. how perfect it has grown! When you have travelled on from man. Wouldst thou have a clear mirror. Since the steel face gained this purity by discrimination. 'What is love ?' Say. no will hath he. That the one is a keeper of secrets. Pass again even from angelhood: enter that ocean. How long wilt thou embrace a dead beloved ? Embrace the soul which is embraced by nothing. Do not tremble on the steed of the body.Behold the body. The lover is a monarch: two worlds lie at his feet .
' He said: ' The witness is not valid.' He said: ' What do you want of me ?' Said I: ' Thy universal grace.' He said: ' Who was your companion ?' Said I: ' Thought of thee.' He said: ' What saw you there ?' Said I: ' A hundred miracles. Ask of the master what house is this. to greet thee. This house and this master is all acting and pretence. The roof and door of this house is all verse and melody. What means this idol-form. Peace! if I should utter forth his mystic sayings.' He said: ' How long will you push ?' Said I: ' Till thou call.' He said: ' Where is calamity ?' Said I: ' In the neighborhood of thy love. Lay no hand on the house. He said: 'A judge demands witness as regards a claim.' He said: ' Where is it safe ?' Said I: ' In abstinence and piety. for he is drunken overnight. if this is a Magian temple ? In this house is a treasure which the Universe is too small to hold . paleness of face my evidence.' He said: ' What do you intend ? Said I.' He said: ' How long will you glow ? ' Said I: ' Till resurrection.' He said: ' How fare you there ?' Said I: ' In steadfastness.' I gave you a long trial.XIV He said: 'Who is at the door?' Said I: 'Thy humble slave. for this house is a talisman: Speak not with the master. I took oaths That for love I had lost sovereignty and power.' He said: ' Who is the brigand ? ' Said I: ' This blame. You would go beside yourself. . The dust and rubbish of this house is all musk and perfume . Constancy and friendship. ˜ XV This house wherein is continually the sound of the viol.' He said: ' Who called you here ?' Said I: ' The odour of thy cup. O King.' Said I: ' By the majesty of thy justice they are just and clear of sin. your eye is corrupt. .' He said: ' What business have you ? Said I: ' Lord. whoever has found the way into this house Is sultan of the world and Solomon of the time.' He said: 'Where is it pleasantest ?' Said I: ' The Emperor's palace.' I laid claim to love. In fine. if this is the house of the Ka'ba? And what means this light of God. Repentance lights on him who tests one tested already. but it availed me nothing . neither door nor roof would restrain you.' Said I: ' Tears are my witness.' He said: ' What is abstinence ? ' Said I: ' The path of salvation.' He said: ' Why is it desolate ?' Said I: ' From fear of the brigand.
for the Beloved is in the midst. for I desire news of the basil. show forth thy face from the veil of cloud. 'Vex me no more. Come to me. All. I have returned.' thou saidst capriciously. that blowest from the flower-plot of the Friend. The garden is bewildered to know which is the leaf. Blow on me. O sun. tho' 'twere the kingdom of the earth. Those drunk with God. who resembles Venus and the moon. Forasmuch as the women cut their hands in Joseph's presence. Draw back thy tongue. For thought and fear-all these are figments of women. O sweet zephyr . for I desire sugar in plenty. like Jacob I am uttering cries of grief. For I desire that radiant glowing countenance. This is the Lord of heaven. and keep silence. He is in the dark whose place is the threshold. for thy tongue is harmful. O soul.' And thy bidding off with' Depart. the soul has received thy image in its heart. For in thy fair face is a token of fortune. But thy imagination is like a bar behind the door. 'begone!' I desire that saying of thine. Those drunk with lust-tho' it be a single one. for I desire the orchard and the rose-garden . for the sultan's arm is my desire. Ope thy lips. and which the blossom . This is the house of Love. Like a mirror. are yet one . which has no bound or end.' And the airs and pride and harshness of the door-keeper I desire. I swear by thy soul that save the sight of thy countenance. All the house are drunken-none has knowledge Of each who enters that he is so-and-so or so-and-so. Set fire to the wood. 'V ex me no more. I am a great fish and desire the sea of 'Oman. For there is no wound: all is mercy and love. is fantasy and fable. The birds are distracted to know which is the snare and which the bait. he is not at home. ˜ XVI Show thy face. Go into the wood of lions and reck not of the wound. tho' they be thousands. he is a double. From love for thee I hearkened to the sound of the falcon-drum . O heart .O master. bend down thy head once from this roof. The bread and water of destiny is like a treacherous flood . . The tip of thy curl has sunk into the heart like a comb. Do not sit intoxicated at the door: come into the house quickly .
Crying. I desire that hidden One whose works are manifest. As yet the tip of that fair curl was not.' O cunning minstrel. The mine of rare tremulous carnelian is my desire. Bankrupt tho' I be. They said. Filings of beauty are in the possession of every one that exists . con the rest of this ode After this fashion. but because of vulgar envy A seal is on my tongue. and Love is a rebeck to me . Nor any sign of existence endowed with name. the tip of the Beloved's curl became a centre of revelation . By me Names and Named were brought to view On the day when there were not 'I' and 'We. I desire the Lion of God and Rustam. I desire a man. Say. I am more eloquent than the nightingale. ˜ XVII I was on that day when the Names were not. That rebeck is saying.' I myself am Love's rebeck. Display. the dawning of Love . O Sun who art Tabriz's glory. I desire the hand and bosom and modulation of 'Othman. I desire to go from Being and Place toward the Essentials. . I am the hoopoe: the presence of Solomon is my desire. O'er mountain and desert I desire to wander. r I am tired of devil and beast. He is hidden from our eyes. son of Zal. 'The limbs and the body and the form of faith are my desire. for after this fashion I desire. .' My state has passed even beyond all yearning and desire . In one hand a wine-cup and in one hand a curl of the Beloved: Such a dance in the midst of the market-place is my desire. I will not accept a small carnelian . Of this folk I am full of complaint. Yesterday the Master with a lantern was roaming about the city . Mine ear listened to the tale of faith and was intoxicated . By God. I desire the drunkards' wailing and lamentation. tho' I desire to moan.' For a sign. son' of 'Imran. My heart is weary of these weak-spirited companions . r He is not to be found.I desire the fair face of Joseph of Canaan. without thee the city is a prison to me. weeping and weary . Every moment passionately I desire the favours of the mercy of the Merciful. we have sought Him long. My soul is grown weary of Pharaoh and his tyranny I desire the light of the countenance of Moses. I desire that quarry and that mine of exquisite loveliness. and all objects are from Him .' A thing which is not to be found-that is my desire.
to the ancient pagoda . He was nowhere else. Like a falcon which snatches a bird at the time of hunting. The head heaves a hundred sighs. that thy love may increase and wax. He was not in that resort of old and young. That moon snatched me up and coursed over the sky. And descended from the sky and gazed on me. There I saw Him. He was not in Ibn Sina's range. He was not on the Cross. I surveyed. As soon as thy fumes vanish out of the brain. The soul knows. every hair is lamenting. ˜ XIX At morning-tide a moon appeared in the sky. I bent the reins of search to the Ka'ba . Is scudding without feet. I fared towards the scene of "two bow-lengths' distance". He was not in that exalted court. ˜ XVIII Before thee the soul is hourly decaying and growing. I gazed into my own heart . ship-like. And for one soul 's sake how should any plead with thee ? Wherever thou settest foot a head springs up from the earth . I have emptied house. O master. . I am waning. No trace was visible there. I looked. I went to the idol-temple. the soul knows what fragrance is the Beloved's. Shamsu 'l Haqq of Tabriz. In that place was only the 'Anqa's habitation. over the sea. My soul in pursuit of thy love. I questioned Ibn Sina of his state . Peace! for it is worth. I went to the mountains of Herat and Candahar . just that which it seeks.Cross and Christians. He was not in that hill-and-dale. 'Tis best to gamble the soul away for so great a gain. With set purpose I fared to the summit of Mount Qaf . from end to end. For one head's sake why should any wash his hands of thee ? That day when the soul takes flight enraptured by thy fragrance. Save pure-souled Shamsi Tabriz None ever was drunken and intoxicated and distraught. to be quit of the furniture .
he will flee to the placeless. But draw him not. The vessel of my being was completely hidden in the sea. he will flee to the sky. When I travelled in soul. As the arrow speeds from the bow. The nine spheres of heaven were all merged in that moon. Till the secret of the eternal Theophany was all revealed. I saw myself no more. Melted straightway and turned to spirit in this ocean. As the wind I am fleet of foot. for on a sudden he will flee . So that you cannot even say. Seek him in the sky. Because in that moon my body became by grace even as soul. Foamed the sea. for he will flee from the bow What delusive forms does he take. but for fear That my gracious Beauty will flee from this and that. The picture will fly from the tablet. Seek him in the placeless. what tricks does he invent If he is present in form. ' Such an one will flee. When you seek him in place. he shines in water. when it sees an attempt at speech. like the moon . so it happened and thus it befell. Am so mingled with him that no heart is mingled with me. I saw nought save the moon. which received a sign from that sea.When I looked at myself.' He will flee from you. like the bird of your imagination. The rose in dread of autumn will flee from the garden. His name will flee. Look to your hearts! I whate'er betide. Whose two eyes by their witchery seal up the two eyes of heaven. Know that the Absolute will certainly flee from the Imaginary. he will sign you to place . and at every foam-fleck Something took figure and something was bodied forth. The sea broke into waves. from love of the rose I am like the zephyr . ˜ XX Grasp the skirt of his favour. When you come into the water. . as an arrow. so that if you limn his picture. the impression will flee from the soul. Every foam-fleck of body. O Moslems. ˜ XXI A beauty that all night long teaches love-tricks to Venus and the moon. not for weariness. Without the power imperial of Shamsu 'l Haqq of Tabriz One could neither behold the moon nor become the sea. and again Wisdom rose And cast abroad a voice. he will flee by the way of spirit. I will flee from this and that.
' The cheek of his candle is saying. . He was a treasure of gold in this dust-pit. His beauty is perfect faith. 'Master Sana'i is dead. The tip of his curl ns saying. ' Ho ! betake thee to rope dancing. if he failed in bounty towards you ? Thou art reviling. when thou hast known the rapture of burning .' The death of such a master is no little thing. it would not stir thee from the flame. Thou wilt never more endure without the flame. Who ever saw in the two worlds a fair one that played not the tyrant ? His love is a sugar-cane. The second soul which the vulgar know not I protest by God that he surrendered to the Beloved. ˜ XXIII No favour was left which that winsome beauty did not bestow. I gave him my heart at the last . How should au old man be the companion of youths ? Keep silence. In travel. Show a house that is not filled by him with lamps. there meet together The native of Marv and of Rai. when his candle is lit. O heart. . ' Where is a moth that it may burn ?' For the sake of dancing on that rape. He was not a seed which the earth crushed. because the King Has erased thy name from the book of speech. He was not chaff which flew on the wind. on that bough it hangs. tho' he gave not sugar .I was born of his love at the first. He was not water which froze in winter. ˜ XXII Quoth some one. Soul and intellect he bore to heaven. When the fruit springs from the bough. because that charmer wrought tyranny . make haste. What fault of ours. The pure elixir mingled with the wine-dregs Came to the jar's surface. The earthly frame he flung to the earth. tho' he kept not faith. Cast thyself on the flame. dear friend. like the points (of a compass). For he valued the two worlds at a barley-corn. Each one returns to his home . the Roman and the Kurd. and the lees settled apart. He was not a comb which was broken with an hair. If the water of life should come to thee. become a hoop .
each individual . What seed went down into the earth but it grew ? Why this doubt of thine as regards the seed of man ? What bucket was lowered but it came out brimful? Why should the Joseph of the spirit complain of the well ? Shut thy mouth on this side and open it beyond. Tho' the vault seems a prison. to any one's measure Stitch a shirt but he tore it in pieces. Never did the tailor.' This eye and that lamp are two lights. no one distinguished them. When they came together. Never shone upon aught perishable but he made it eternal. For in placeless air will be thy triumphal song. Destiny. ˜ XXIV When my bier moveth on the day of death. for thou art my companion in the grave On the night when thou shalt pass from shop and dwelling. I am as reason and intellect within thy bosom . it said this: 'None but God has contemplated the beauty of God. When thou seest my hearse. but 'tis a rising . consider resurrection . Think not my heart is in this world. cry not' Parted. glory of the horizons. ˜ XXV Look on me. When the spirit became lost in contemplation. farewell !' For the grave is a curtain hiding the communion of Paradise. Union and meeting are mine in that hour. Thou shalt hear my hail in the hollow of the tomb: it shall become known to thee That thou wast never concealed from mine eve. After beholding descent. say not' Farewell. Each of these metaphors is at once an explanation and a misconception . If thou commit me to the grave. 'tis the release of the soul. parted! . woe!' Thou wilt fall in the devil's snare: that is woe. God revealed " By the morning splendour" in envy of the light of his countenance. The sun of the face of Shamsi Din. Why should setting be injurious to the sun and moon ? To thee it seems a setting.Show a portico that his face filled not with loveliness. Do not weep for me and cry 'Woe.
Scap'st from the stroke of asp. like light. Thou art all that is worthy: the mystery is veiled from me. at the time of sorrow and distress. They have rent their shrouds. by reason of the mingled fires. and love is very jealous. towards the east . Since Thou hast opened house in our city as dealer in amorous glances. by the pomp of rising from the dead. I hold my peace and keep the unworthy in the dark . O strange night when thou hear'st the well-known voice. O take heed. But in the view of the vulgar they were bound and at rest. Love afire-all three delectable . In the hour when the intellectual lamp is lighted. like the Sun of Tabriz. Every tree and blade of grass was dancing in the meadow . wine like fire. What a paean goes up from the dead men in the tombs ! The earth of the grave-yard is confounded by their cries.At the time of joy and gladness. was wailing 'Where shall I flee ?' . Suddenly on one side our Cypress appeared. Come. if the felt is hundredfold ? 'Tis the rays of the soul's mirror that bring the world to view. Each laughing rose that springs from ins laughing lip Had escaped the thorn of being. Wine and mistress and candle and meats and sweets and incense. By the din of the drums of resurrection. A face like fire. The soul. as a gift. lest thou misconceive me in human shape. Shun distorted vision and heal thine eyes. Deal out glances. with closed lips. That unto thee the essence of seer and seen may be one. For in that moment the evil eye shall be far from my beauty. Had they sought God instead of morsel and pittance. every night. So that the garden became senseless and the plane clapped its hands. that thou mistake not. To whatever side thou gaze. Thou hadst not seen a single blind man seated on the moat-edge. take Self to my bosom ? Yestereve I was in Love's garden: this desire came into my head : His sun peeped forth from mine eye: the riser ( of tears) began to flow. What room for form. had avoided Dhu 'lfiqar. See the star of victory and the conqueror's banner ! ˜ XXVI From the bosom of Self I catch continually a scent of the Beloved : How should I not. What is brain and ear before the blast of the trumpet ? Look to thine eye. my form thou shalt espy Whether thou gaze on self or towards that moil and mell. they have pressed tight their two ears in terror. and leap'st from the horror of ant ! Love's intoxication will bring to thy grave. For spirit is very subtle.
without regarding the letters. And if the sun did not fare by wing and foot every night. behold these miracles. ' Who is in this house of the heart ?' He said. Did not Joseph go on a journey from his father.In the world of Divine Unity is no room for Number. Shamsi Tabriz is seated in royal state. in the journey. Make a journey out of self into self. It found a shell and became a pearl. How would the world be illuminated at morning-tide ? And if the salt water did not go up from the sea to the sky. Gain sovereignty and become lord of an hundred lands ? Tho' you have no feet choose to journey in yourself. Whence would the garden be quickened by river and rain ? When the drop departed from its native home and returned. heart-sore and with feet in the mire. the pride of Tabriz.' He said. But Number necessarily exists in the world of Five and Four. 'Why is this house of the heart filled with diverse images ?' Said I.' I bound the neck of my soul and brought it to him as a token: It is the confidant of Love. From sourness and bitterness advance to sweetness. by whose countenance moon and sun are shamed. and before him My rhymes are ranked like willing servants. You may count a hundred thousand sweet apples in your hand : If you wish to make One. Pureness of colour is a quality derived from the Source of Action. 'This is the image of me.' He said. For by such a journey earth becomes a quarry of gold. ˜ XXVII If a tree might move by foot and wing. Like the ruby-mine receive a print from the sunbeams. what is this language in the heart . bedabbled with heart's blood ?' Said I. For every tree gains beauty by the light of the sun. weeping ? Did he not.' . It would not suffer the pain of the saw or the blows of the axe. Behold. come to fortune and kingdom and victory ? Did not Mustafa go a-journeying toward Medina. 'They are the reflexion of thee. crush them all together. O thou whose face is a candle of Chigil. 'What is this other image. O master. Even as from briny soil a thousand sorts of fruit spring up. do not sacrifice thine own confidant. ' 'Tis I. ˜ XXVIII I cried out at midnight. From the Sun.
Return from the vestibule to the high seat of the soul. Behold how the earthly frame has entrapped thee ! Rend the sack and raise thy head clear.' 'Know' he replied.' I said. haste! for we too. I stretched my hands to him.' To the hand of Death he said. Thou art no child. Take from Love this scroll with thy right hand . if any one dispense with Him! Fly.' From the tent of the soul flashed out the form of my Beloved. and thine is the knowledge of question. and break it not in the pulling. . fly. O soul. O fool! It is not a sheep-cote. Take the gain and the treasure and lament the pain no more. like such an one. and behold the image of the heart. Rub thine eyes. " 'Tis I. Whoever enters saying. O how long shall we. In the sun of eternity. not to know thy right from thy left. and thy pinions are outspread. God said to Reason's messenger. Let us flee from childhood to the banquet of men. Cry out and proclaim that thou art King. O bird. ' that I may pull. Haste. the image of the heart.' he said. For this is the shrine of Love.' Assuredly Salahi dil u din is the image of that Fair One. ˜ XXIX Why does not the soul take wing. ' Spirit thee away to the Unseen . fairer than before . ' Begone." I smite him on the brow. not from rancour and spite. 'Thou art harsh. ' Chastise worldly desire. like children. are coming From this world of severance to that world of union. Thine is the grace of answer. saying. saying 'Let go. When it hears by drum and drum-stick the notice of "Return" ? Why should not every Sufi begin to dance. 'Aloft' ? How should a fish not leap nimbly from the dry land into the water. That I am harsh for good. . Travel away from the bitter stream towards the water of life. like a mote. to thy native home. that it may deliver him from decay? Such grace and beauty and loveliness and bestowal of life! O misery and error.' A voice came to the spirit. When the sound of waves reaches its ear from the cold ocean ? Why should a falcon not fly from the quarry towards the King.He gave me the end of a thread-a thread full of mischief and guile 'Pull. For thou hast escaped from the cage. when from the glorious Presence A speech of sweet favour comes to it. in the earthly sphere Fill our lap with dust and stones and sherds ? Let us give up the earth and fly heavenwards. he struck my hand.
nor of Saqsin I am not of the kingdom of 'Iraqian. of all the world. I have nothing. nor of Paradise. what will have I ? Save what thou showest. When thou art manifest. Wilt thou suffer me to sit in grief? My heart is as a pen in thy hand. I am not of earth. One I know J One I see. . nor of Eden and Rizwan. I am not of India. I have put duality away. nor of the land. He is the first. I am of the infidels . 'Tis neither body nor soul. the two worlds have passed out of my ken . He is the inward. One I call. Now I smell roses and now pull thorns. nor of fire. nor of existence. If once in my life I spent a moment without thee. Thou art the cause if I am glad or melancholy . nor of Eve. in the vessel where thou givest colour to the soul Who am I. nor of the next. If thou keep'st me that. I know none other except 'Ya Hu' and 'Ya man Hu. and last thou shalt be . O Moslems? for I do not recognize myself. nor of the sea. nor of the circling' heaven. When thou art hidden. I am of the faithful. nor Gabr. What dost thou seek from my bosom and sleeve? ˜ XXXI What is to he done. I am not of the East. nor of Bulgaria. that I am. nor Jew. except thou hast bestowed it . If thou would'st have me this. for I belong to the soul of the Beloved. My place is the Placeless. alone . nor of water. I have no business save carouse and revelry. my trace is the Traceless . nor of entity. what is my love and hate ? Thou wert first. nor of the dust. nor of China. Make my last better than my first. I am not of Nature's mint.' I am intoxicated with Love's cup. nor of air. nor of the country of Khorasan I am not of the this world. Save what thou willest. I am not of the empyrean. One I seek.˜ XXX Thee I choose. what do I see ? Thou mak'st grow out of me now a thorn and now a rose . nor Moslem. I am either Christian. nor of Hell I am not of Adam. He is the last. He is the outward. I am this. I have seen that the two worlds are one. nor of the West.
nor in Arabia have I found it. Many wonders I have seen: I have not seen a wonder like thee. If I draw them away from thee. ˜ XXXII No joy have I found in the two worlds apart from thee. O thou who art milk and sugar. By remaining constant myself I will restrain thee from cruelty. That except of drunkenness and revelry I have no tale to tell. thou saidst: ' Provide thine own remedy. I will not tell thee my heart's grief. We are pieces of steel.' I am one whose heart provides a remedy for Divine affliction. I am so drunken in this world. The anguish inspired by a charmer like thee hath for me a thousand charms. O thou who art mother and father. in myself I have seen none. Thou art the sun of mine eyes-they are radiant with thy beauty . Often have I laid the spiritual ear at the window of the heart : I heard much discourse. O chosen Cup-bearer. save Abu Lahab. For in selfhood and existence I have felt only fatigue. They say that blazing fire is the infidel's portion : I have seen none. Thou art both stay and refuge: a name equal tu thee I have not found. O indestructible Love. the like of thee Ne'er appeared in Persia. Pour out wine till I become a wanderer from myself .From that time and from that hour I repent of my life. and thy love is the magnet : Thou art the source of all aspiration. O apple of mine eyes. I will shorten this tale. Silence. for mille is a long grief. excluded from thy fire. I will trample on both worlds. to whom shall I look again? I will not become inconstant to thee on account of thy cruel treatment . but the lips I did not see. ˜ XXXIII I am that supplicant who make supplication to thee . for it would weary thee . O thou who art sun and moon. I will dance in triumph for ever. Of a sudden thou didst lavish grace upon thy servant : I saw no cause for it but thy infinite kindness. If once in this world I win a moment with thee. O brother! put learning and culture away : Till Thou namedst culture. I complained of thee. I knew no culture but Thee. O divine Minstrel. O Shamsi Tabriz. Beloved. I have known no kin but thee. .
to fare without feet. speak the language of birds : I call understand thy hidden meaning. To look beyond the range of the eye. I cast them in the fire. ˜ XXXV This is Love: to fly heavenward. every instant. O Beloved. because it has a perfume of thee. every moment I shape a beauteous form. O my heart? O bird.' In the house of water and clay this heart is desolate without thee . I am the partner of thy affection. 'O heart. To penetrate the windings of the bosom! Whence did this breath come to thee. Or is it thou who mak'st a ruin of every house I build ? In thee the soul is dissolved.˜ XXXIV I am a painter.' The soul answered: 'I was in the (divine) Factory While the house of water and clay was a-baking. To regard this world as invisible. Lo! I will cherish the soul.' I said. I was flying away from the (material) workshop While the workshop was being created. a maker of pictures. To rend. Not to see what appears to one's self. enter the house. Every drop of blood which proceeds from me is saying to thy dust : 'I am one colour with thy love. When I could resist no more. The first moment. with thee it is mingled . Whence this throbbing. or I will leave it. they dragged me To mould me into shape like a ball. The last step. a hundred veils. O my soul. When I behold thy phantom. to renounce life . c may it bless thee To have entered the circle of lovers. Art thou the Vintner's cup-bearer or the enemy of him who is sober. And then in thy presence I melt them all away.' ˜ XXXVI . I call up a hundred phantoms and indue them with a spirit .
To dwell in the soul is his task. seek the Friend. thou wert ignorant and art wise . O miscreant ! O ass. The drum of departure reaches my spiritual ear from Heaven. from these blue awnings ( of the sky ) There has come forth a wondrous people. ' I am the lord of the land. like a bow. it is time to abandon the world . What heart-stricken wretch art thou attempting ? do not so. be wakeful: it behoves not a watchman to sleep. seek the Beloved. O ridiculous puppet that leapest out of thy hole.' How long wilt thou leap 'I Abase thyself. With each moment a soul. or they will bend thee. Thou art stealthily glancing at another: do not so. 'Tis enough to utter this intimation: say no more. Thou didst regard God as nothing: see now. From these (stars like) inverted candles. By his manifold artifice these atoms are trembling at their core. Tho' in the world thou art strange. to break vows of penitence is his task . in every street are candles and torches. Thou didst sow the seed of deceit. On every side is clamour and tumult. thou hast never known estrangement. I have no stone in my hand. O moon for whose sake the heavens are bewildered. that the mysteries may be revealed. O friend. because I am sweet as a garden of roses. is from that source and from another universe . Thou wert best at the bottom of a well. Mine eye. Here a world and there a world: I am seated on the threshold. beware of this slumber so heavy! O soul. O lovers. 'tis by fire. . and a spirit is setting off into the Void. understand this. then. O travelers. A heavy slumber fell upon thee from the circling spheres : Alas for this life so light. draw back thy tongue. And begged us to acquit him of blame: why.O lovers. the driver has risen and made ready the files of camels. O disgrace of thy house and family! In me there is Another by whom these eyes sparkle . If water scalds. How pleasant are the pains he makes thee suffer while he gently draws thee to himself ! His flames are as water. ˜ XXXVII I have heard that thou dost intend to travel: do not so. He who has led thee thus far will lead thee further also. I deal harshly with none. go not to aliens. For to-night the teeming world gives birth to the world everlasting. are you asleep ? These sounds before and behind are the din of departure and of the camel-bells . thou art a caldron: thou wert best black . as if to say. thou didst indulge in derision. Thou wert dust and art spirit. Behold. thou wert best with straw. do not frown upon him. I have no quarrel with anyone. On the threshold are they alone whose eloquence is mute . O watchman. Steal not thyself away from me. That thou bestowest thy love on a new friend and companion: do nut so.
All the bright-plumed birds of heaven will devour their hearts with envy In the place where we shall laugh in such a fashion. comrade. thou and I. Where is the pledge and where the compact thou didst make with me? Thou departest from thy word and pledge: do not so. O thou whose command Hell and Paradise obey. Thou art making Paradise like Hell-fire to me: do not so. When why dost thou dazzle the eye of reason? do not so. This is the greatest wonder. Since thou canst not endure the reasoning faculty of lovers. At this moment thou art passing from existence: do not so. ˜ XXXVIII Happy the moment when we are seated in the palace. When thou withdrawest thy countenance. Our lips become dry when thou bringest a drought . thou and I. Thou art making thy patient worse: do not so. The stars of heaven will come to gaze upon us . thou and I. Thou and I. If so be that thou throwest a glance upon (aught in) the two worlds. My lawless eye is a thief of thy beauty . 'tis no time for speech . sitting here in the same nook. thou tak'st vengeance on my thievish sight : do not so. thou and I. the pride of Tabriz. In thy plot of sugar-canes I am secure from poison . shall be mingled in ecstasy . Why art thou moistening mine eye with tears? do not so. Withdraw. ˜ . By absence thou art making my face pale as gold: do not so. individuals no more. Why make a shield of vows and blandishments ? do not so. Thou art denying sweetmeats to one sick of abstinence . In love's bewilderment why dost thou intrude thyself? do not so. My soul is like a fiery furnace. thou and I. Thou minglest the poison with the sugar: do not so. The colours of the grove and the voice of the birds will bestow immortality At the time when we come into the garden. thou and I. We shall show them the moon itself. O Beloved. Joyful.Thou makest me distraught and bewildered: do not so. and secure from foolish babble. that thou and I. Except the beauty of Shamsi Din. thou and I. O thou whose vestibule is above existence and nonexistence. do not so. yet it sufficed thee not. Are at this moment both in 'Iraq and Khorasan. Why give promises and why utter protestations. Thou art intending the eclipse of the moon's orb: do not so. the moon is darkened with grief. With two forms and with two figures but with one soul.
a cup of the Absolute Light. Had not there been an intruder in the company. thy mouth open like the rose. Copper. in a circle of reprobates. The world resembles a mirror. because in this garden The Beloved. go.' I said: . Sleep the world away. with thy own consent. . That thou mayst have honour and glory in the presence of the King. is riding. I have closed the passage of the lips. at least give me a clue : I am the Master's friend: nay. If any one has fallen in love. becomes gold at the command. wash thy hands of him! The fish that has known water comes not to land: How should a lover stay in the sphere of colour and perfume ? The frozen snow that has beheld the face of yonder Sun. who is this. and opened the secret way . Seek him in gardens or on the bank of a stream. Thine eye shut like a bud. like the rose. indeed. An eternal banquet laid in the privacy of " He is the Truth ". thy Love is the perfect image . How long wilt thou roam in thy folly and bewilderment to and fro? Inevitably they will bring thee at last. I have an obligation. like the grass. By that infinite alchemy. How many deceivers are there at the wine-drinkers' feast ! Take heed lest thou fall. tho' it be piled in drifts. stationed in the house of the heart? Who may occupy the royal seat save the King and the Prince? He beckoned with his hand: ' Say. who has ever seen a part greater than the whole? Go on foot. all the rest are on foot. what do you desire of me? What does a drunken man desire except sweetmeats and a cup of wine? Sweetmeats derived from the soul. O people. I am no enemy. point by point. as soon as it is touched. A king peerless and faithful and sweet-tempered.' Frenzied lovers pursue the object of their love . Is swallowed Up by the sun. ˜ XL O my soul. which none may compute or conjecture. Jesus would have revealed to thee the mysteries. Especially one who is the lover of our King.XXXIX I went to the Master's abode and said: ' Where is the Master ?' He said: 'The Master is in love and intoxicated and a wanderer from place to place. O easy simple man! Beware! do not keep. "Return". and flee from the six dimensions . I am free in one moment from the desire of speech. They replied: ' The Master is fallen in love with the Gardener .
Open your arms.He is both the sword and the swordsman. if you desire an embrace . do you endure so large a dowry. Shut the eyes in your head. With a touch like fire he was playing a sweet melody. how long will "you regard the revolution (of time)? Look now. here is a bargain: give one life and receive a hundred. Soul and spirit are continually moving before me. pitcher in hand. He was invoking the cup-bearer in the mode of 'Iraq . I am the Beloved of lovers. Break the idol of clay. that you may behold the face of the Fair. for the sake of three loaves. Stepped forth from a recess and placed it in the middle. Drain the cup of passion. I am the Divine Sun of the world. Meanwhile he was regarding his own beauty and saying to the evil eye. that you may feel spiritual joy . Why. Lo. That King is Salahu'ddin-may he endure for ever. and quaffed the wine : Instantly o'er his face and head ran flashes of flame. the cup-bearer is no tyrant. Enter the street of the tavern. and in his assembly there is a circle: Come into the circle. Then bowed and kissed the lintel. will you look on the sword and the spear? Always at night returns the Beloved: do not eat opium to-night . He is at once all Reason and brings Reason to nought. The beauteous cup-bearer. both the slain and the slayer. for an old woman's sake. Wine was his object. that you may see the hidden eye. . My Beloved received it from him. Cease to behave as wolves and dogs. He filled the first Clip with that sparkling wine Didst thou ever see water set on fire? For the sake of those in love he passed it from hand to hand. Drunken and distraught and bewitching from the night's carouse. Close your mouth against food. that you may not be shamed . that you may experience the Shepherd's love. be seated . that you may taste the sweetness of the mouth. that you may behold the wine-bibbers. 'There has not been nor will be in this age another like me.' ˜ XLII Make yourself like to the community. And how long. May his bounteous hand perpetually be a necklace on my neck ! ˜ XLI I saw my Beloved wandering about the house: He had taken up a rebeck and was playing a tune. the cup-bearer was only an excuse.
Night and day comes a winged arrow from the hidden bow. Refrain from speaking. If you have not gone to the Ka'ba. when God's earth is so wide. like idol-worshippers. The moon has revealed her face and opened her radiant wings : Borrow a soul and eyes from some one. and you are its garden of sugarcanes.You said: 'My foe took such an one away from me' . Think of nothing except the creator of thought. not because you have no ass. O Reason. have you fallen asleep ill a prison ? Avoid entangled thoughts. Abandon life and the world. You will be the idol of yourself. Has not the copper of your existence been changed. go forth and journey . O babbler. Thou art a darling bosom-friend. that you may behold the Life of the world. since thou art a bird of the spiritual world. You resemble Joseph and yet you gaze not on yourself. you will not pass over to any one. when you behold your own beauty in the mirror . Yield up your sweet life. if you have them not. Go. why art thou a captive in the earth that is passing away? Fly forth from this enclosure. renounce that person in order to contemplate the being of Him. thou art always behind the secret veil: Why dost thou make thy dwelling-place in this perishable abode ? Regard thine own state. that you may win speech hereafter . Do not flee. ˜ XLIII The knowledge has newly come: perchance you have no knowledge. art not thou unjust in calling him moon-like ? Wherefore dost thou call him moon? perchance thou hast no sight. By God. Why. what can you do? you have no shield. You failed to go on the pilgrimage because of your ass's nature. like Qarun? Within you is an Egypt. for you have no refuge from God. The envious heart is bleeding: perchance you have no heart. Care for the soul is better than feeling care for one's bread. What matter tho' you have no supply of sugar from without? You are become a slave to form. that you may see the explanation in Paradise. ˜ XLIV O heart. Fortune will draw you thither . to gold by his alchemy? What matter tho' you have no gold in a sack. Your head is like a lamp containing six wicks: How should all the six be alight unless you have that spark? Your body is like a camel which goes to the Ka'ba of the soul . like Moses.
Except my service. The world without that King is like a headless body : Fold yourself. Every morning a voice comes to thee from heaven: 'When thou lay'st the dust of the way. round such a head. 'tis a pity. but the heart is the seven verses. For Nature is a seller of vinegar and a crusher of unripened grapes. to bring night round to day! Illumine thy bodily senses by the light of the soul: The senses are the five prayers. From the Sun who is the glory of Tabriz seek future bliss. Put away the tale of love that travelers tell. You are as a dry valley and I as the rain. since thou wilt not find them. ˜ XLV Come. on the threshold of his abode. on the spiritual throne. Thousands sank wounded on this path. Come to the hospital of your own Creator : No sick man can dispense with that Physician. for you will not find another friend like me.From the prison of the Formal world to the meadow of Ideas. which is joy's sunrise. The moon and the sun and the axis of the seven heavens are swallowed By the Canopus of the soul. . For he is a sun. possessing all kinds of knowledge. come. Look not in the world for bliss and fortune. Thou art a bird of the holy world. come. When the dream is past you do not see a single one of the kind. In. For the senses resemble an' ass. in the hope of him. 1O. in every thom-bush Are thousands slain of desire who manfully yielded up their lives. Man never has felt and never will feel an impression of joy. Seek sweet syrup in the garden of Love. a boon-companion in the assembly of Love . a token from the neighborhood of the Friend. Where indeed is a Beloved like me in all the world ? Come.' On the road to the Ka 'ba of union. You behold in dreams a thousand moving shapes . Close the eye that sees falsely and open the intellectual eye. You are as a ruined city and I as the architect. turban-wise. How sweet. If thou wilt remain here. and do not spend your life in wandering to and fro. thou win'st thy way to the goal. when it rises from towards the southern angle. Do thou serve God with all thy might. in yearning for his beauty They are fallen bewildered by the wine thou knowest. and evil desire is the halter. For the sake of seeing his face. Seek bliss in both worlds by serving Him. to whom there came not A breath of the fragrance of union. Since there is no market elsewhere for your money.memory of the banquet of union.
Listen without ears. while the body is rust.Unless you are black. Thou art all the comfort of the soul. advance towards him who gave you a foot. He who molded you will break you. The cause of thy jealousy is that thou art hidden or. But if you stay many years more in this earth. Your seat will be the throne. you will gain your desire in all things. if you reach perfection in our assembly. Where is the fortunate merchant. for you will be chilled by their breath. Look with all your eyes on him who gave you all eye. When you escape from captivity you will return to that orb. that you may be properly a man. If Shamsi Tabriz draws you to his side. Do not sit with the frigid. thou art all the adornment of the feast. Since from my mine you may purchase an ass-load of rubies. If you break not. and think of me who gave you the faculty of thought. if you break and become dust. You are complaining of Love thro' which you become pale. Since the speech of the tongue is not without offence and injury. You will rise into the air. Whether thou choosest to be kind or inclinest to rancour. speak to him without tongue. otherwise. For his joy admits no sorrow nor aflliction. the fresh root makes it green. thou chosest a corner apart from me. . While thou art revealed by every atom. art not thou the darling of the Prince ? And if thou rendest the veil. ˜ XLVII When I came to thy city. Clap your hands for joy of him. how should you become a separate substance? When the leaf grows yellow. ˜ XLVI Look on the face of Love. And. thou hast rent the veils of all. You will pass from place to place. Look from the face of Love something other than beauty. by whose see the hand (foam) is produced. whose destiny Jupiter controls. O friend. you will not rise into the air. Since you are properly a clod. thou didst not look upon me to say 'Farewell'. When death breaks you. If thou dwell'st in seclusion. Come. do not let the mirror go from your hand: The soul is your mirror. It is time that you should consort with a sympathetic companion. thou art hidden like the sun. That I may eagerly trade with him and buy his wares? Come. you will be as the dice in backgammon. When I went from thy city.
He is free from filth when thou hast breathed into him a soul. but wentest to that which is without a clue. Thou wert a favourite falcon. All roses are a prey to December. and having broken thy cage Didst take to the air and journey towards the world of soul. Since thou hast grazed awhile in the pasture of cattle. Thou didst speed like an arrow to that mark from this bow. Thou wert a love-lorn nightingale among owls: The scent of the rose-garden reached thee. kept in captivity by an old woman: When thou heard'st the falcon-drum thou didst fly away into the Void. fare to the divine pasture. Straight as an arrow thou didst make for the mark of bliss. why dost thou wear a tiara. At last thou wentest to the tavern of Eternity. Thou mouldest of foul and fair the form of a man. why do you approach every rose? On thee alone is reliance: thou art the stay and support. all heads a prey to wine: Both these and those thou redeemest from the hand of death. by thy wine the head of faith is intoxicated . For thou hast come 'thus far from original hopelessness. For as he fashioned a door. thou dost draw all towards thee. Thou hast bereft of soul and reason two hundred spiritual Josephs. and thou didst go to the rose-garden. Be silent that the lord who gave thee language may speak. fare heavenward. Thou mak'st him a morsel of dust that he may become pure herbage . Set thy whole desire on that whereof thou hast no hope. Thou didst strongly shake thy wings and feathers. Thou didst suffer sore head-ache from this bitter ferment. If a few cut their hands on account of Joseph's face. Since thou art now the sun. Thou dost rob all of sense. Come. Tis marvellous by what way thou wentest from the world. since thou art gone from the middle? I have heard that thou art gazing with distorted eyes upon thy soul: . Why seek a girdle. ˜ XLVIII At last thou hast departed and gone to the Unseen . O heart.and lock. That he may flee two leagues from the odour of foulness. Since in the rose there is no constancy. he has also made a key .By thee the heart of infidelity is confounded. like a ghoul : Thou took'st no heed of the clue. ˜ XLIV The world gave thee false clues.
like a shield ! The rose flees from autumn. Be silent and free from the pain of speech: do not slumber.Why dost thou gaze on thy soul. that in chase of divine rewards Thou didst fly with two wings to the spear-point. since thou art gone to the soul of Soul? O heart. Since thou hast taken refuge with so loving a Friend. what a wondrous bird art thou.O what a fearless rose art thou Who didst go loitering along in the presence of the autumn wind! Falling like rain from heaven upon the roof of the terrestrial world Thou didst run in every direction till thou didst escape by the conduit. ˜ .
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